Dinner, interrupted
Dinner has to wait when the cook has other things on her mind
I get home after a long day at work. The end of semester student presentations had dragged on and on and all I want to do now is relax on the sofa with my girlfriend and drink wine. There is something so indecently erotic about being over twice as old as Lily. She's only nineteen and a second year English literature student at the same university where I lecture in art and design. As I kick off my heels, I hear her bangin...